Ernst Spring Awakening Novels & Stories

Swallowing hard, trying to rake my mind, and hearing back to him and failing badly. I start blushing crazily, aware I’m being a freak. Heat spreading up from my boobs, neck, and cheeks, that makes me sweat instantly, and overheat, so that I must be turning rosy visibly. Becoming that awkward, sex starved, teen virgin, you read about in young adult romance books. Scared to now put my hand anywhere, and flinch anytime I feel an ounce of movement under me, while trying to avoid looking down, or directly at him, and subtly attempting an escape from impalement without drawing attention to it.

“You wanted me to come back?” A slow, dangerous calm slid over me, coiling with the fire I’d found at the bottom of that bath. “Fine. I’ll come back.” I curled my fingers into the thin blanket, feeling unfamiliar muscles tighten, a stranger’s heart thudding hard in my chest. “But this time, it will be different,” I promised. “I’m not going to be the weak one.” And somewhere deep inside, that vow settled like a seed. Awakening. Not for redemption.

Senna’s POV I woke up in a bed that was too soft. That was the first thing I noticed. I didn’t notice the ceiling above me, or the quiet. I didn’t notice the unfamiliar scent of something clean and floral. I noticed the bed. It was so comfortable and lush, like being on a cloud. That’s how I knew I was somewhere very unfamiliar. I pushed myself up too fast. Pain flared through my side, like sharp knives. It was enough to make me suck in a breath.

They looked as though they wanted to pounce on me that very instant. Ernest called them back to the table. "Come on, let's keep going. We're playing till dawn!" Lying on the bed, I could still feel his touch lingering on my skin, and I began to fantasize about being taken by force by the group of them. I had already been on edge, and after being felt up from bottom to top, my desires only burned stronger. If I didn't find some release soon, I felt like I would go up in flames. I pulled the quilt over my lower body and slipped my hand underneath.

"You've always been this way. Once you decide on something, you have to see it through. Don't work too hard. No matter what happens, you'll always be our daughter." - Sutburg. Ronan's family ran a guesthouse, and my new shop was right beside it. While we finished the last preparations, I kept polishing the display case that had traveled so far with us. Ronan held up his hand as though he was holding a microphone. "A quick interview with Nina, owner of Springtime. Your dessert shop's grand opening is tomorrow at nine. How do you feel?" I played along, pretended to straighten my collar, and answered sternly. "I'm honored and excited, and I'll make the best tiramisu in the world!"

I whispered. I reached out for him as the wolves closed in on me, but before he could get to me, the nearest one turned and leapt. Its body hit the air— And I couldn’t tell where the shadows were coming from. Something pierced my heart, and I gasped. --- I woke up too fast, like something had pulled me out of darkness by force. For a few seconds I did not move. I lay still in the attic bed, staring at the wooden ceiling. My chest rose and fell unevenly, as if I had been running for a long time.

Rosemary I woke up with a jolt, the sensation of warmth and weight pressing against my shoulder. It took me a moment to realize my head was resting against someone. I sat up too quickly, and my forehead bumped against Ethan’s. I winced as he shifted slightly, barely acknowledging the impact. Did I sleep the whole time on his shoulder? I glanced down at my phone, and it was 6 a.m. The pale light of dawn crept over the horizon, casting a soft glow through the trees outside the window. We were surrounded by forest, endless and unfamiliar.

A nurse came in and muttered, "Did the girl in Bed #1 leave? She hasn't taken her report." There were only Edith and me in the ward. It couldn't be mine, so it must be Edith's report. Evelyn wouldn't give me an IV but completed a full check-up for Edith. I walked past the nurse with a cold face. Unexpectedly, she recognized me and called out to me, "Hey, are you Edith's family? Can you take her report?" I was about to refuse, but the nurse said something else that changed my mind. "She is pregnant. Tell her to be careful. Luckily, the fall into the water didn't cause any problems."

His body seemed to tremble with excitement, and he couldn't contain his excitement any longer. With an exuberant burst of energy, Bless jumped up from his seat, and his tiny feet pattered on the stage as he ran towards the presenter, who knelt down to his level, extending a shiny trophy towards him. Bless's small hands reached out, trembling with excitement, to accept the trophy. It felt like a treasure from a fairy tale, and he clutched it to his chest with a mix of pride and wonder.

"He's changed hasn't he. I hadn't noticed it until the other night when you left. He lost control but not in the way that you think. You did something unexpected beyond his gaze and it infuriated him." "What are you talking about? Just tell me already," I raised my voice slightly, feeling frustrated and agitated. I just wanted somebody to say the words that I had been in denial about since the moment his knee connected with my father's skull. "Prime has awakened," he said the three dreaded words. "How do you know that," I asked slowly, watching the swirls of the mark on my arm. It vaguely resembled the at symbol but had more swirls that formed more letters. There was an 'a' and what looked l